Right now, at this very moment, all I want to do it sit across from you and talk about life.
And when we run out of topics, we could just hold hands because that would be enough.
But you're not here, and we cant talk face to face because miles seperate us.
Well, I can smell these flowers you sent, or look at pictures from before, but I can't wrap my arms around a moment in time.
So, I sit and think of what we will do when I finally see you again.
All I really want to do is enjoy each other company and maybe watch a movie or two about falling in love and growing old together.
And maybe you and I could fall in love and grow old together, too.